A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger. Proverbs 15:1
I feel fortunate that I have been able to develop friendships with believers. I value these relationships and treasure these friends. However, I don’t always agree with these wonderful people. Small disagreements with friends are part of life, a larger misunderstanding is a thankfully less common occurrence. And if it happens, proceed with caution.
I am not a fan of confrontation or the uncomfortable feelings associated with it, but I feel led to confront a fellow believer. The longer I hesitate in walking through this storm, the bigger the tempest seems to get. I’m not sure if God is going to calm this storm when I finally step into the gale, or if he is just going to hold me tightly while the wind blows around my head. And I have come to realize that it doesn’t matter, I have been told to trust. I have been told to go.
This is where the tough choice is the only choice. I have rehearsed what I want to say in my head and thought through the alternatives. I have witty jokes planned to prove my point and soften the blow simultaneously. I have modulated between the direct or meandering route to the point when I sit down to talk to this person. Ultimately, I have to trust in God. Trust that he will guide my every word and guide her ability to hear what I am saying. I can keep planning or I can move forward.
Tonight as I pray to a God who has never let me down, I will pray for clarity. I will pray for guidance. I will pray for an ego that isn’t a stumbling block to reaching the truth of the situation. But mostly, I will pray for a friend that has made a wrong turn and just needs a gentle reminder where the path is, because that is what being a true friend is all about: loving in the good and loving through the bad.
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.